#THE SOFT EYESSS

[miraculouslycool]

she's so relieved he's okay even tho he got thrown like. a foot away.

#the softness in her eyesss #ladynoir #ml spoilers #reunion

[shinestarhwaa]

ATEEZ REACTION TO CATCHING YOU (s/o) WATCHING 18+ VIDEOS

Hongjoong

Hongjoong would gasp and cover his eyes as he sees what you are watching. "Yah, put that away! Oh my goodness." Your cheeks are bright red as you shut your laptop.

"You know if you're horny you could just tell me." "Well you were in the studio again, you were busy!" "Well I am never too busy to touch you, angel."

Seonghwa

He stands behind you at first as he watches the porn video along with you. "Is that what you want me to do, Y/N?" He suddenly asks as he sees all the positions the people in the video are trying.

You yelp and smack him on the head, "Seonghwa! Yah, this is private!" "Well don't to it in our shared bedroom then," he laughed as he tackled you on the bed, ready to try everything he saw you watching earlier.

Yunho

Yunho blushed as he saw you touching yourself as you watched a beautiful man's livestream. He was relieved when you moaned out his name and he couldn't help but smile.

"You know if you wanna see me jerk off you only have to ask me, you don't have to imagine it~" he teased.

Yeosang

He smirks as he hears the pornographic moans from your bedroom. It was very obvious you were watching dirty videos. When he heard your lewd moans he couldn't hold back anymore, entering the room.

You gasped and stopped the videos, yanking the earbuds out of your ears. "Yeosang!" He wasted no time undressing and getting on top of you, ready to rock your body.

San

You were watching porn as you couldn't wait for him any longer. Practice was taking really long and you were so horny you were gonna combust. You decided to watch some old fashioned porn right when San came in.

You gasped and immediately stopped the video. "Are you watching porn, Y/N? I didn't know you did that," he smirked. "I don't usually but-" "Well, let me see what you're watching and maybe I'll do it."

Mingi

"What are yo- MY EYESSS NOOO," he screamed as he entered the room, seeing the vulgar video you were watching. "Those people are naked, Y/N."

"Yah, Mingi, oh my God stop screaming," you said as you stopped the video. "What's that girl doing. Can you do that?"

Wooyoung

"Holy fuck that is a huge cock," Wooyoung gawked as he caught you touching yourself and watching porn on your laptop. You shrieked and paused the video, cussing at him for scaring you.

Instead of asking any questions or teasing you he sat down with you, slipping his hand inside his shorts.

Jongho

"Baby where did yo-" Jongho gasped as he saw you buttnaked, watching the dirtiest porn he had ever seen. "Put that away!" He ordered. You quickly clicked the page away, looking at him with big eyes.

"Don't watch that, watch me, only me," he pouted as he got close to you. It's needless to say it was a looong night...

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[just-a-lil-critter]

I know I said I hated making analysis posts

but holy fuck nuggets

if I was crying last week, I must've ended draughts in the fucking Sahara today, my god. anygayss onto the word vomit>>

The Speaker :-

this scene already had the waterworks going tbh, the way she stumbles over her words and stands alone, begging the crowd to

look at him, please look at him he's just a boy playing hero let us save him, tell us we can save him let him in he does not belong in the rain

and I wonder how people could possibly hate her character, see her courage and passionate desperation to save a person she cares about from the darkness and think 'uraraka isn't a real hero, she's just there for the cute heroine role' like shut the hell up this is queen shit right here

A GODDESS/ BABYGIRL/ LOVE OF MY FKN LIFE RIGHT HERE YA PLEBIANS

The Spoken:-

but really, this episode belongs to Ayane-san, she fucking slayed Ochako's speech. the hoarse shout of her screaming over the crowd, say

"he's just a student! please let him stay in the one place he has always belonged and been welcome, please let him come back to his hero academia, his home"

gave me such intense goosebumps I had to pause and walk that shit off

Also Izuku falling to his knees and sobbing so hard he's gasping for air? looking like a stray kitten with his teary green eyes and battered figure?? I am a puddle of tears at his feet someone give my baby a long, bubbly shower and some hot cocoa ಥ_ಥ

(Special mention to the heteromorph lady and Kota for hugging him for us T^T)

The Saving:-

First off, love how everyone's all teary eyed (Kirishima my manliest boi is sobbing) and it moves to Katsuki all deadpan like asjhsjedknws

Izuku meanwhile, looks fucking gorgeous (his eyes are back, his emerald doe eyesss) like imagine being heckled by a crowd and then being asked for reassurance?? the AUDACITY?!and he responds so confidently MY BABY I'M FOREVER PROUD OF THIS SIDE OF HIS

the end scene was a balm to wound, I cannot stress how long I paused it just to take in how soft it all was. the umbrella dude, Inko on his arm, Iida making way with Yaomomo, Kami, Tokoyami and Katsuki while Kota follows Izuku behind and the others handle the crowd-

In summary, class 1A is peak bestie goals, Ochako is the hero we don't have but need ;-; , Kota is best boi and Izuku is the sweetest crybaby hero to ever exist periodt.

I'm done now it's y'all turn, lemme hear them thots I am despairing for a good chat :3

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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

Dean Winchester x plus size reader x Sam Winchester

A close call makes the boys realise that they need to enjoy the little things.

Warnings: injuries, blood, frostbite, concussions, hunt gone wrong but no death, NO WINCEST, implied polyamorous relationship, angst

WC: 1.2k

Square Filled: Christmas light tour @spnchristmasbingo

Minors DNI

SPN Christmas Bingo

Hunting was exhausting. It was dirty and gross and both physically and mentally taxing. But there was something about December and the holidays that made monsters act up even more than other times of the year. Cas had once said it had to do with the winter solstice but you thought that was a load of crap. Monsters were just being monsters and the only reason they went nuts at this time of year was because they knew hunters would be slacking off due to the cold and the early sunsets.

Sam and Dean practically carried you into the shitty motel room they had found for this hunt. You were bleeding and probably concussed with a hint of frostbite on the tips of your fingers and toes. Your head rolled as you were placed on the couch, the ancient springs beneath you groaning with your weight.

The brothers had a wordless conversation, their eyes meeting over you as Dean held you up, one of his large hands planted on your sternum, the other gripping the back of your neck. Sam quickly scurried away, heading straight for the incredibly stocked first aid kit you kept in your bag.

“C’mon sweetheart, keep those pretty eyes open for me.” Dean pleaded, his voice strained with emotion. It was too close of a call for him.

“Yer the one with purty eyesss.” Your words were slurred, a sure sign that you were about to pass out. Sam’s hands trembled as he ripped open the pack, gathering up all of the bandages he could and grabbing a bottle of whiskey they had been keeping as a celebratory drink for the end of the hunt. He ended heavily on his knees in front of you.

“I need to take your shirt off, is that ok?” You slumped forward and your forehead collided with the younger brother’s but you did not flinch, your body having gone numb long ago.

“You tryin ta get in ma pantssss? Cause that’s a yes from me.” You giggled, trying to reach for him but a strong arm moved to wrap around your chest, pulling you backwards. Dean’s lips fit against your ear, whispering soothing words that you couldn’t quite comprehend before turning to his brother.

“Just cut it off her, we need to stop the bleeding.” Swallowing hard, Sam nodded. The plaid was quickly sliced away, exposing your soft stomach to them. They simultaneously sucked in a breath, it was bad, really really bad.

As Sam worked, desperately trying to stop the bleeding and disinfect the wound with the expensive alcohol, your face fit itself into Dean’s neck, whining into his skin with each stitch. He held you as close as he could, wanting to take your pain away but knowing he wasn’t able to.

He hummed softly, his own eyes squeezed shut, not able to stand seeing you being slowly pulled back together. He blamed himself, he was the one that lost sight of you for a second, allowing for the shifter to grab you and inflict pretty severe damage. Dean would never forget that feeling of the monster that took your face telling him all of your deepest and darkest secrets as it taunted them, saying you were already dead, bleeding out in the snow.

His calloused fingers fit against the curve of your neck. He could feel the thready beat of your heart, but it was enough for now. You were alive and safe in his arms.

Sam felt like he couldn’t breathe, he literally held your life in his hands. Logically, he knew his hand was more steady than his brother’s, his stitches straighter but he wanted to throw the needle and thread towards Dean and comfort you instead. 

His heart had stopped when the shifter emerged from the shadows. Everything about the visage was perfect but he knew it wasn’t you. It could never have the same softness of your eyes, your playfulness even in the most dire of circumstances. Dean froze but he didn’t. He let the rage consume him, already mourning your life.

But then, they found you; half-conscious and pale from the blood loss, yet you were alive. The squeeze of pain and anger around his heart had lessened as he held you close in the back of the Impala, keeping your head up and against his collarbone as your soft body fit between his muscular legs.

Your breaths were getting deeper as you went limp in Dean’s arms. They let you fall asleep, knowing you were mostly out of danger. Sam tied off the last stitch and wrapped it in bandages, pulling the torn edges of the plaid back over your exposed skin before he breathed a sigh of relief.

“That was too close.” He remained kneeled between your legs, hands unconsciously squeezing your knees as he usually did when he was anxious. Dean couldn’t meet his gaze and he knew he was blaming himself for what happened.

“I thought she-“ Dead. He couldn’t say it because saying it would make it real. Sam slumped forward, his head falling onto your plump thighs.

“We need a vacation.”

——————

Your head throbbed painfully like your skull was too small to fit your brain. You groaned, your arms flailing as you attempted to gain some type of awareness of your surroundings. Soft blankets engulfed you, keeping you in a cocoon of warmth. 

You licked your cracked lips as you attempted to remember what happened before you fell asleep. There was a hunt, as per usual, you got separated from Dean because of a stupid hidden revolving door and then, blackness. 

Your eyebrows scrunched in concentration as you tried to remember anything else. But the gentle vibration underneath you and the soft rock from the radio was quickly lulling you back to sleep. “Hey beautiful, glad to see you’re finally awake.” With a great deal of effort, you forced your eyes open.

Sam was leaning over the back of the front seat, looking visibly shaken. You noticed how his hands had been cleaned raw, the skin inflamed and red. “Who died?” You tried to break the tension with a joke but the way that Dean’s shoulders tensed and Sam’s gaze dropped to the floor told you everything you needed to know. Swallowing, you spoke again. “How close was it?”

“Too close.” Dean didn’t even bother to look at you. Sam glanced at his brother before turning back to you.

“Don’t run off like that again.” He almost cooed, reaching down to cup your jaw. You nodded into his hand, your head suddenly getting heavy. “Stay awake just a bit longer for me, we need to get some food in you before we can give you any more meds.”

“I need more motivation than food to stay awake.” 

“How about Christmas lights?” Dean finally looked back at you, a sad smile on his lips before he gestured for you to look out the window. With Sam’s help, you sat up against the leather seats, a blanket quickly wrapped around your torso before you were able to get cold, and looked outside.

Houses surrounded you, each one bigger than the last, with perfect lawns and pristine gardens, even beneath all the snow. Lights were everywhere, intricately braided together to create colourful patterns that lit up the whole street. Dean drove slowly down the way, letting you take in every bulb and every lawn ornament. 

“Wow.” Your breath fogged up the window, briefly obscuring your view but your focus remained on the incredible decorations. “You were right Dean, this was good motivation.” You didn’t see it but the brothers glanced at each other, making a silent vow.

Never again.

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[snailor-bee]

fear of black and yellow

Gyutaro & GN!Reader / SFW / 2k

Summary: The night had started out so normally... run some errands with Warabihime and then you'd be back to doing your duties in just a few hours.

You had no idea it'd turn out like this: trapped in a small room with a demon of all things.

What would you do to survive? Warnings: No pronouns for reader, this is a weird one y'all. It's not really a 'ship' and although it's technically SFW it's VERY dark. Reader gets kidnapped and forced to be there through fear. Nothing happens to the reader but you know, general warnings for Gyutaro and Daki being... themselves.

Your heart thumps loudly in your ears, to the point that you almost can’t hear anything else.

Almost.

Panting, tears stain your vision as a laugh echoes in the room around you, the edge of it as cruel as a freshly sharpened knife.  

Warabihime stands above you, smiling, looking beautiful as ever. But that beauty is tinted by something. A sense of darkness, of something that would wrap around you and squeeze until there’s nothing left, and you shiver, hot tears running down your face.

“P-please…” you beg, though you’re not quite sure what you did wrong. Though you’d felt the eyes of the oiran on you over the past few days, you didn’t think anything of it. You’d heard the whispered stories about Warabihime, about her sharp tongue and her even sharper anger. You’d just forced your head down, not wanting to offend or bring about her irk.

It seems that somehow you managed to get her attention anyway, in the worst way possible.

She’d asked you to accompany her to some errands and when the two of you were far enough from the city center, grabbed you by the hair and pulled you into some small building, throwing you roughly to the ground.

You’re amazed by her strength though it frightens you just as much because she’s standing in front of the only door, and you know that you won’t be able to fight her to get out.

The moon reflects off the sides of her face, the only light in the room.

Warabihime laughs again. “Oooh, don’t start crying already! You don’t even have a reason to cry.” Her eyes flash, her smile widening, the white of her teeth flashing like fangs. “Yet.”

The sound of fabric shifting fills the small space as she squats down next to you. “Close your eyesss,” she coos, her voice suddenly soft. “It’ll be easier. My brother has taken a liking to you and so you’ll entertain him. You can do that, can’t you?” She tilts her head, eyes going wide with faux caring.

Entertain? Like… like how she ‘entertained’ men? You’re just a servant! You don’t service the customers like that…

Still, you can’t see any other way out of this situation. You’re stuck. Even if you refused and miraculously, she let you go without pressing the issue (or forcing you to do it anyway), you know Warabihime can ruin your life. No one in the red light district would give you a job if she blackened your name.

Lifting one of her hands, you flinch away from it, but Warabihime just pets your head gently, even as you close your eyes tight, whimpering.

“That’s it… Just relax! My brother is going to have some fun with you for a while. You can be good for him, right?”

She tightens her hand in your hair, pulling roughly and you let out a cry. Without opening your eyes, you give a little nod. “Keep them closed,” she whispers against your ear, and as her breath ghosts against the shell of it, you imagine this is how it feels when a snake’s tongue darts out, right before it strikes.

There’s more shifting of fabric but dutifully you keep your eyes closed. When will her brother arrive? Did they set up a specific time or—

Something in the air shifts, growing heavy, like there’s a pressure that’s pushing down on you and it feels like you can’t breathe. In surprise, your eyes shoot open and there’s a man looming above you, blocking out the feeble light.

Warabihime is nowhere to be seen, but that thought is barely more than a blip before everything else skitters away, to be replaced with cold, hard, fear.

He’s a monster, you think, your body shaking. Luckily, you’re already on your knees because you don’t think you’d be able to stay standing in the face of his sheer presence. He drops down to be almost at eye level with you, and you scramble back. He grins, his teeth rows of pointed daggers, and it looks like how a hungry predator might look right before it digs into its prey.

“Awww, is the little one scared? Poor thing!” he says. Despite his words, his tone is cheerful and bright, looking excited if nothing else. “Do you hate it? Hate me? I’m ugly, right? Are you disappointed?”

A hand whips out to wrap around your ankle and tugs you closer, and your body drags across the tatami floor, your fingernails digging in and trying to find purchase. He grabs both your hands and wraps one of his hands around both your wrists, squeezing tightly.

“I-I thought I was just going out with Warabihime-san to run some errands,” you attempt to explain, heart in your throat. From up close, you notice his eyes are actually marked with kanji. It’s unnatural. But so is he, from what little you can make out in the dark room. His skin is greyish, with dark marks almost like spilled ink across his face. “I wasn’t expecting to meet you, uh…” you trail off, unsure what to call him.

“Gyutaro,” he finishes, grinning.

“Gyutaro-san,” you parrot. “So, it’s not that I hate it, just that I’m surprised.” You pause. You have no idea what’s going on, but you’ve never felt closer to death than in this moment, all the hair on your body sticking up, your body screaming at you to flee.

But there’s nowhere to go. Just this—this room, with this monster, who you are positive could kill you with barely a thought.

The only way you’re getting out of this is if you please him, you think hysterically. You have no idea how to do that, but you’re going to try anyway.

“I’m too scared to think that you’re ugly,” you confess with a whisper. He blinks several times before he leans his head back and starts laughing, great heaving cackles, rough like he gargles with rocks. Gyutaro lets go of your wrists and you collapse back on the floor, barely catching yourself on your forearms.

“Oohh, I like you,” he says with glee, his eyes trailing over you. “We’re going to have so much fun!”

You swallow but slowly move onto your knees into a proper seiza. You place your hands together and bow towards him. “I’m at your service.”

A light suddenly brightens up the room as he turns on a lantern. You fight not to move, keeping your head bowed as you hear him shuffle around.

“Good, good!” he says, sounding pleased. “Head up!” he commands and you straighten to see him holding something out for you.

Confused, you take it and see a blank piece of paper on a thin wood surface, a box sitting on top. You’re an artist and you know what the long, skinny box likely holds, and you peer up at him as he collapses onto his ass in front of you, one knee up and leaning an elbow against it.

His face looks bored, looking over your shoulder, but you have a feeling he’s paying close attention to your reactions.

Opening the box confirms your suspicions, holding a few paintbrushes. You suck on your teeth.

“Would… you like a portrait, Gyutaro-san?” you ask.

He grins, but it looks forced. “Yep! Saw the one you made of my little sis, and I want one too.”

…Not exactly the kind of ‘entertainment’ you'd envisioned, but as you begin to set up, seeing how your hands are shaking, maybe it's a different kind of torture. If this goes badly, you don’t have any reason to think he’ll treat you better than Warabihime had.

Still, there’s nothing you can do about it now. Your eyes trail over him as you pull the paper closer to yourself, wondering where to begin.

As you start, your lines are shaky which in turn just stresses you out more, making your hands shake more, and the cycle keeps repeating itself.

Finally, in desperation, you decide to break the silence. “Can I ask… what are you exactly?”

“Hmm?” he says, digging a finger into his ear. Then he bares his teeth at you in a fake smile. “Would you believe me if I told you I was human?”

“No,” you say immediately. Maybe if he was wearing a shirt, he could convince you of having some sort of disease and filing his teeth, but you can see how his hips taper in and with the kanji on his eyes, there's no way.

He barks a laugh. “I’m a demon,” he answers. “Does that scare you?”

“You’ve already scared me more than enough, it doesn’t do anything but give me a name for what you are, Gyutaro-san.”

His eyes droop as the fake smile falls into something a little more bitter. “What I am, huh? What would you have called me before?”

You hesitate. Then decide to be honest, “A monster.”

The silence that blankets the two of you is strained, and you tense, expecting him to lash out. Then his shoulders drop.

“Yeah… guess that’s true. Maybe I’ll eat you after this.” He sticks out his tongue at you, winking, and you can’t tell if he’s being serious or attempting to joke. But it doesn’t matter, you knew the moment that you were trapped in this room that your life was in someone else’s hands.

“What’s an animal that you dislike?” you ask instead.

“…Hah?” Gyutaro wrinkles his nose and you smile slightly at his obvious confusion.

“I’m just making conversation,” you explain. He narrows his eyes at you suspiciously and you look back down at your drawing, saying nonchalantly, “It’s not like I can magically make it appear, I’m just curious.”

“…Hmph. I guess those flying squirrels??” he finally lands on.

Your brush pauses over the paper, and you look up with surprise. “The tiny ones? That can fit in your hand?”

“Yeah. My sis likes ‘em, but I think they’re creepy as hell.” He folds his arms, frowning slightly.

You try to hold back your snort, and you manage, but just barely. Instead, you give a stiff nod. Even if the atmosphere is a little calmer, you shouldn’t forget who you’re sitting with. This is still a dangerous situation to be in. “Alright, got it.”

Some time later you finally hand him your work, worry batting the sides of your stomach. You try not to fidget as he looks it over silently, his eyebrows flying up into his hairline.

Normally, you’d just draw a simple portrait and be done with it; however, you were too afraid to just leave it at that. With his first comments dancing around your head, you figured he didn’t like his appearance very much, but you weren’t brave enough to try to pretty him up in the drawing either. That felt like something he’d get angry about.

Instead, you did a portrait and then surrounding it: small little chibi’s of him with his sister, of him fighting a human-sized flying squirrel, and so on.

You bite your lip as his eyes find yours, the green and red piercing. He grins. “Not bad,” he praises and you almost crumble with sheer relief. Gyutaro looks back at the drawing, tilting his head back and forth. “Not bad at all! Say, can you do action poses?”

“I-I guess so?” you reply.

“You should draw me with my kama!!” He starts babbling with excitement, posing with invisible kama, leaving you to nod along. Finally, he finishes by saying, “I’ll tell my sis to bring you around again!”

 “Great,” you say, trying to force some enthusiasm into your voice. He scooches closer to you and you hunch your shoulders, trying to look smaller.

“Don’t be so glum!” he says cheerfully, patting your back roughly, “I’m sure we’ll get very close. Let’s enjoy working together!”

You swallow. “Thanks for having me,” you whisper. It's all you can manage with your throat choked with anxiety.

Originally, you had just been worried about getting through this encounter. You thought that maybe if you lived through it, that would be it. You could try to get out of the house you were working at, separate yourself from Warabihime, and forget this ever happened. But now you’re realizing, with dread pooling in your stomach, you have a lot more to worry about than you’d thought. How were you ever going to get out of this now? 

Gyutaro sends you a wide smile and you return it, though you clench your teeth together, fighting back a scream.

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Dexthtoyounglings' Ghoul Guide!!

I posted this because I haven't posted in a while an I want to put this here for references for the Ghouls' appearances and habits. This will be edited through time.

This is my own opinion!! Not canon. Just putting this in here before someone tells me one of these is incorrect!!

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Dewdrop

Long, dirty blonde hair

Yellow eyes

The air around him get warmer when he is mad or excited. The air won't get necessarily cold when he is sad, but all his body heat seems to disappear into nothing unless you are you close enough you could be under his skin.

Spaded tail

Scars all over his body and a chunk taken out the top lobe of his left ear

Short horns, like the ones on the masks but blends with his charcoal skin fully

Smells like cinnamon and wood smoke

Rain

Black hair, fluffy and the same length as with human glamor but when he's upset in any ways, it starts to like actually dampen. Depending on how mad he is equals how wet his hair is

Blue eyes

His tail has scales on the spade of it, like a mermaid's tail

Tends to stay near water like a lot because it calms him. When he is away from water for a long time, he gets anxious. Always get the hotel room with a bath while on tour

Also has short horns like Dewy's except his aren't smooth, they have ridges to them and fade to a soft white at the very tip

Smells like dewy mornings and thunderstorms

Aether

Midlength, light brown hair, usually has the top half tied back and the bottom hairs are out cause he's stylish like that

Purple eyes cause he's cool like that

Spaded tail

He's generally very calm because he's an air ghoul so he doesn't get upset often, but when he is, the air near him seems like it's moving and things will fly off shelves and move near him (but he will be very careful with fragile objects, he hates getting in trouble by Papa or Sister Imperator)

Speaking of objects flying, he does have telekinesis. So, yeah.

Thick boy with thick horns! He's got bison horns, just not as pointy or long

Smells like fresh flowers

Mountain

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE HEADCANONING MOUNTAIN

Short combed back brown hair, like look that up and that's exactly what he has. Very soft

This boy has green eyes, but the more calm he is, the deeper the green. When excited or angry they are bright neon green

Speaking of angry - when he, in the off chance, does get angry, you can feel a slight shake in the ground you're standing on if you focus hard enough

Spaded tail

Those curled sheep horns and they fade into a light grey, but not too light!

Smells like pinewood and new books

Swiss

Curly brown hair - short pretty curls but a deep brown and he has stubble for a mustache and beard (basically like his human glamor)

Purple eyes

Shaded tail

Usually very playful and upbeat so he hardly gets upset, but he gets really overwhelmed when he's upset, like hide away because he's overwhelmed type of way

Short horns like Dewy's but duller

Smells like leather

Sunshine

Short brown hair, very floof and curl

Yellow eyesss

Spaded tail, but hers is curved more at the tip

We don't really know her element - but c'mon - Sunshine?? I headcanon her as a fireghoul

She is very very warm and has the same thing as Dewdrop with cooling to nothing when sad and the air and her gets very hot when excited or mad

She's a calm sweetheart though, but she is a victim to her own element at time and gets angry every once in a while

Short horns but dull and has ridges

Smells like Sunflowers (you had that coming) and honey

Cirrus

Blue eyes

Wavy, silver hair that reaches the nape of her neck

Spaded tail

Actually very short-tempered for an air elemental but she has learned to control herself when getting upset - doesn't launch things like Aether

She has horns like a springbok, but maybe half the size (the photos I'm referencing have long horns, so think of shorter ones)

Smells like pumpkin pie and whipped cream; I don't know why but she does in my head

Cumulus

Very long, wavy hair, a dark grey color and to her hips

She has purple eyes

Never gets upset, the most you can milk is jealousy or sadness

There have been few accounts of her being angry, and it is always for the best reason, and she gets fucking mad. Like not launching marble statues but she is like a mini moving tornado and has to go outside cause she doesn't even have the control to not break shit

She has the curled sheep horns like mountain, hers fade to a light grey

Smells like raspberries and pancakes

•--•

Masterlist

#the band ghost #ghost band #dewdrop ghoul #sodomizer ghoul #sodo ghoul #rain ghoul #mountain ghoul #aether ghoul #swiss ghoul #swiss army ghoul #sunshine ghoulette #cirrus ghoulette #cumulus ghoulette

[drottni]

LBFAD rewatch observations part 9

1. His little touched expression when Xiao Run says "whats mine is yours, my friends are your friends" 🥺

2. Both of them feeling confused and guilty about Xiao Run and Lady Wanqing and naturally gravitating towards each other. Her saying "I'm in bad moood, chat with me." Him telling her I understand your feelings, I'm feeling them as well. Aahhh. Cutie patooties. 🥰

3. XLH hugging Danyin after realizing it was her because she had missed her!! "This expression, this tone, you used when you used to bully me eeeekkkk!!" *happy baby*

4. Danyin posessing the only brain cell in the entire Mortal Realm Arc and immediately saying "What, why the heck would Xiao Run kill his bride? With his personality? You dum dums planned your whole game on this ?!?"

5. Danyin really said "Gurl I will cut you! Don't test me." And I love her for that.

6. Ronghao using all his master manipulation tricks to guilt Xiao Lanhua but her still hesitating and being brave enough to say "DFQC is not a bad person". 🥺🥺 And it wasn't the threat to Changheng's life or Lady Wanqing's life that finally breaks through to her. It was when Ronghao reveals that DFQC plans on releasing the soldiers to wage war against Shuiyuntian that we begin to see her mind shift. The concept of "one person vs all people" really is at the core of her. (also it was the fact that DFQC lied to her that further pushes her...but gurl you lied too -__-)

7. Earlier, her telling him: "He is Xiao Run not Changeheng, he is not your enemy." And then later when she says I thought you and Xiao Run were friends now! and his reply of "Yes. He is Xiao Run. Not Changheng." *chefs kissess* 🤌🏼🤌🏼

8. Im gonna lose my mind. DFQC yelling at Shangque to find Lady Wanqing and Xiao Run and make sure no mistake happens because Lady Chidi's spirit is the most important thing right now. And then LITERALLY 5 SECOND LATER he kills Lady Wanqing without a second thought because she was about to kill XLH. THIS MAN. THISS MANSSS. He really just says "Xiao Lanhua >>>>>>" over and over and over again.

9. That badass music that usually only plays for DFQC scenes being played for XLH 😍😍😍😍😍

10. I swear they extended Dylan Wang Hedi's eyeliner or gave him even more lashes after the mortal realm arc cuz no way he is looking even more puppy/doe eyed than usual without even trying. Like he has got the "boy you're in love" look all overr him even while talking about politics.

11. The way she peaks out from behind the curtain and looks at him?!? The cute little bright sunshine smile she gives?!?!? The way he looks in her direction expecting her to pop out from there?!?!?? IM DYING THESE 2 KILLING ME.

12. DFQC : Why are you smiling?

Me: BOY why are YOUU smiling like for real boy you have not stopped smiling since this post mortal realm scene started like boy get in control your love is spilling out EVERYWHERE!!! people are tripping and sliding and falling all over it. There are injuries! 😄 I love them.

13. Uhmm him just taking the medicine without protest, taking deep breath, grimacing, then swallowing it down only to look up at her with thr puppiest of EYESSS like loook I did it are you happy?!?!? 💀💀💀💀 im dead

14. XLH LOOKING AT HIM WITH ALL THAT LOVE LIKE GURL STOP IM DEAD PLEASE STOP KILLING ME. Like we have seen so many DFQC gazing at her with love scenes but god this is her first full blown "I am in love with this man" look and it is ETHEREAL!! it is sunshine breaking through the clouds!! I need a gif of it.

15. Ya'll this whole scene seems too damn personal. Like I feel guilty for intruding. Like I should not be here in this room watching these two absolute babies just gaze so softly, and smile these small soft smiles, and bat their pretty lashes at each other, and DFQC stumbling awkwardly after her and then reaching out and holding her hand so tenderly conveying everything he is too shy to say. like this is tooo invasive. This intrusion is a crime.

16. The way he SENSES that she probably heard what they were discussing and is distressed!! The way he immediately goes to her!!! 😭😭😭😭😭

17. "Jieli said you wanted to be alone. I can accompany you" !!!!!! Insert that one Winnie the Pooh quote about Piglet offering to just sit in silence with Pooh when he is feeling down.

18. OH MY GOD CHANGHENG. FIND A BETTER TIME TO POP IN YOU LITTLE MENACE! Do you not see them having a MOMENT! Begone! (DFQC immediately turning the sky stormy and lightening... same honestly-_- fry him up and serve him for dinner King)

#love between fairy and devil #cang lan jue #lbfad rewatch #cdrama #xiao lan hua #xiao lanhua #dong fang qing cang #dongfang qingcang #this was in my drafts for so long

[mushibashiraas]

i suddenly have a random final timeline/bonten timeline yuzuha idea aaaa it is very very short!! but all the same. i've never romantically written for my girls. like. ever (going all the way back to 2014). might as well as start with my favorite tokrev girl, shiba yuzuha! aaaa

gn! reader. be aware of manga spoilers for the final timeline arc and the bonten timeline arc in tokyo revengers. aaaa also be warned for some pet names, crack, fluff, & a bit of cute, soft humor. .....and maybe two.... little.... borderline spicy moment.... and some hints at a uh.... long, very intimate night together.... in bed..... *looks away. i love yuzuha too much* OH OH! and a hint of some sassy yuzuha heart eyesss! so sexy of her! aaa queen 🖤🖤

yuzuha and hakkai had less than an hour to leave for their first flight out of the country. all of their bags were packed, intinerary checked and double-checked by the elder's thorough, sharp eyes. the designer already notified of what time they'd be getting in for the showcase of his latest summer line. hakkai was already downstairs patiently waiting for his sister to — what he thought — finish doing her hair and makeup.

thing is, she wasn't even out of bed yet.

"....we have to leave, (name). or hakkai and i will miss our flight."

her partner rolled over, arms caging yuzuha in place on the duvet. "no...! five more minutes..." they slurred, half-asleep.

yuzuha chuckled, "i should have gotten up an hour and a half ago. we've spent enough time in bed."

"we can spend more time if you want. i want to hear more of those noises you made last night," (name) slyly suggested, their eyes darkening with lust. hey! their girlfriend looked so gorgeous with her long, light brown hair all splayed out on the pillows, no makeup, and half-closed eyes warmly gazing down at them with so much love that they didn't know what to do with it all. they immediately got embarrassed and flustered, burying their face in yuzuha's side.

"wh-what are you getting all flustered for, darling?! especially after saying all that just now!" yuzuha shrieked, equally embarrassed!

"yuzuha?! you and (name) alright? i heard you yell!"

"w-we're okay, hakkai...! i-i'll be right down! oh— ah, don't come up!" his older sister and manager hollered down from her bed. turning to her problem burrowing further and further under the covers. "(name)-chan...? (name)!" she laughed. "stop! that tickles. hey! we'll be late! we can have more fun when we get back." yuzuha threw off the blankets and playfully shoved her partner off of her legs and tummy effectively cutting them off from distracting her and making her and her brother two hours late.

leaping out of bed before her sleepy lover could tackle her back into bed and smother her with more kisses, the woman rushed into the bathroom, locking the door behind her.

after showering, getting dressed, and applying makeup, the brunette tied her hair up in a tidy, professional bun. once her teeth were brushed, she walked out to see (name) sitting up in bed scrolling through their phone. "well, how do i look? i won't embarrass my famous little brother, will i?" she did a slow twirl in front of the full-length mirror hanging on the back of her bedroom door. not hearing anything, yuzuha turned around. "th-this is a ralph and lauren suit... and the jewelry was personally picked out by mitsuya. he thought they'd compliment my looks and the dark suit. was he wrong...?" she was confused. did her angel not like her outfit? as much as they loved fashion, they weren't as into it as hakkai and mitsuya takashi. but they did keep up with the trends as religiously as her brother and friend did. so the middle shiba sibling didn't understand (name)'s silence, no less them gaping like a fish.

"yuzu-chan." (name) said in a frighteningly calm voice.

"d-did i embarrass you, darling? i am so sorry, dear! i-i'll go change right now!"

grabbing their love's wrist preventing them from swiftly marching back into the bathroom and walk-in closet, (name) dropped to the floor on her knees. "you call me your angel. but in reality, i am the sinner and you are the saint!"

"....huh?"

"my love, i have never craved for anything. no worldly jewels nor heavenly visions can compare to your beauty, my queen. i live only to serve and protect you, my lady. just say the word and i will wait on you hand and foot. forever and always. anything you desire is yours as long as i remain by your side, if you'll have me, your majesty." (name) recites before chastly kissing yuzuha's ring finger, as if she is a heavenly queen.

"wh-what?! what are you saying? what are you talking about? you're teasing me again! s-stop it! i-i'm glad you love the suit...! stop kissing my arm! don't ruin my makeup!" yuzuha laughs. "hakkai and i have to go any minute now! (name)-chan, please!" she uselessly pushed against her "royal knight" not hearing a knock at her door, nor the voice saying he was coming in.

"sis', what are you screaming about this time? you okay? mitsuya's jet is gonna leave without us, you know—!" yuzuha's brother, hakkai, jumped backward shouting and covering his eyes. quickly turning around, he hollered at (name), "hey! let my sister leave already! what are you two?! high schoolers confessing to each other again? you two are adults with well-paying jobs! get a grip! come on, sis'!"

"shut up, hakkai! you still can't even talk to female reporters and your female fans without freezing up! and you, (name)-chan! let me leave or," yuzuha jokes, "when i come home, there will be no se—!"

hakkai shrieks, "yuzuha!"

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers drabbles #drabbles #shiba yuzuha #yuzuha shiba #yuzuha #i am so embarrassed by this #this is so self-indulgent #she is so pretty #i thought of yuzuha in a suit anddjajdjsj #shino.exe has shut down. please reboot in 30 seconds. #reader's reaction is literally mine #aaaaaa #she is so cute and gorgeous and girlboss #AND FOR WHAT

[slashingdisneypasta]

Hmm... Alright, let's see if I can fluster you :)

Cruella De Vill

Your boss raised a perfectly trimmed brow at your shocked expression, as if what she just said- no, ordered you was perfectly normal and you were the odd one for not responding more eagerly, "Are you deaf? I'm certain I didn't stutter. I don't have all day, now, so put that mouth to good use before I change my mind."

Jim Bickerman

"... Jim, that better not be you trying to break the lock on the bathroom door!" You yelled out over the running water as you peeked out from behind the curtain, eyes narrowed at the old door. Or rather, the old man behind it.

Jafar

You straightened your back and hoped to Allah that the vizier couldn't hear the way your heart beat loudly in your chest when he placed those long, thin hands on your shoulders. Though that hope was dashed away when you felt his hot breath in the shell of your ear, "Do you really think you can just slip away, my dear?"

Otis B. Driftwood

Your eyes went wide as this horrible, awful man got real close to you, wasting no time grabbing you by the neck and dragging your lips to his own repulsive mouth. Nothing about him was soft, not the way he held you like you were his possession, nor the way he kissed you with enough force to leave your teeth aching and lips swollen along with his tongue shoved down your throat. You shouldn't want Otis. Anybody but this man. But you couldn't ignore how hot he made you feel either.

Queen Grimhilde

Your queen was never one to mince words. She gave clear orders, and everyone was meant to follow her word. No matter how gruesome they may be. With you, though? Grimhilde didn't need to utter a syllable. She knew that when you saw the smirk on her crimson lips, you knew that you were to prepare her chambers, and yourself, for her tonight.

I hope these accomplished making you flustered! Not sure how in character I got them, but hopefully they're still good XD

I AM OBSESSED WITH THESE XD

Yes, I got quiteeee flustered XD Oh my god. And you got them perfectly in character!!!!

Oh my godddddd my favourite is Otis. Cuz like-

EXACTLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY.

But like- Cruella being mean, domestic life with the nutbag Jim, Jafar being creepy (REMINDS ME OF THE BELOW PICTURE!! Look at him!! How can anyone say he's not hot, I don't understand- ), OTIS!!, and Hilda communicating with her eyesss damn. Thats good stuff!!

I am just like this-

XDD Thank you so much for these!!

#👠 'oh nooo ma'am you did not stutter i'm on it. seat yourself- ' #🐊 '... my man just ASK!! i promise the answer is gonna be yes and we cannot keep replacing that lock- ' #🖕 *kiss finally ends* *I stand there pondering for a moment... * *i drag him back for another* #🍎 (; *nose tap*

[vxntxque]

Avnee and Stiles kiddo! 😊

Okayy so Avnee and Stiles are literally partners in crime and two dumbasses with great potential and sharp fucking mind so their kid would be 3 times sharper lmao

Name : Asher Noah Stilinksi

Gender : Male

General appearance : soft silky hair like his mama and big hazel eyesss! He has got his dad's nose for sure😌 chubby and chonky as a baby .

Personality: mix of stiles and avnee. He's a very very smart kid with a big mouth and high end sarcasm levels. He is really easy going and friendly and popluar among his peers and school group. He leans more towards spirituality but hes also a material boi lmaooo. He has got scotts courage , Stiles sass and his mum's cuteness. Overall a great kid..

Special talents: he is bilingual and has a fucking great lacrosse player. Pls his intuition is very fucking strong

Who they like better: he loves his parents equally but hes a mama's boy for sure

Who they take after more:like i said earlier hes a perfect mix of his parents but umm Stiles lol

Personal headcanon:his first crush? Lydia lmao .

FC : none yet :(

#avnee and stiles🦢 #aquila's ocs🎧 #asks✔ #oc ask game #indie☁️

[tea-with-evan-and-me]

That belly looks so soft and cuddly it deserves so much love ❤️ i just want to rub it 🥺

heart eyesss

[licentious-sanguinity]

🥃🥃🥃🥃🥃🥃

“Ohoho! My word, darling, are you trying to get me all nice and sloshed for you? Like a good bit of drunken fun in bed?” He playfully smirks Olgan’s way before reaching to pluck up the first shot, downing it while making eye contact.

“One: I can quite literally shapeshift any part of my body to fit your needs. And I do mean any part. Even ssssomething entirely mundane like my eyesss, my tongue, or even my ears. Can make it sssso every single part of my body is as elastic as a rubber band or a balloon, and trussst me, that absssolutely comes in handy sometimes.”

Another shot down the hatch. “Two. I’m actually not that much of a fan of tea. I prefer coffee, believe it or not, and I prefer it loaded with sugar, milk, and cream. So much so that the coffee ends up looking almost white with how sweet it tastes.”

A third shot, this time with him teasingly sliding his tongue around the rim to lick up a drop of the booze lingering there. “Three. I once went 2 days without sleep because I had deprived mysssself of so much sex that my libido was like a rabid animal that couldn’t be sssated. I can’t quite remember why I neglected my needsss for that long, that time was blurry, but I sssuspect it might have to do with me being tired of cleaning my bedsheets every 2 days and deciding to go cold turkey for a while.”

A fourth, fifth, and finally sixth shot, down the hatch in quick succession. “Mmm…That’s good brandy. Ok, ok, let me think..” He raises a claw. “I’m a fan of horror podcassstsss, I think they’re quite clever and fun to listen to at night.” Another claw. “It’s absolutely rubbish but I’m a fan of ginger ale when it comes to soft drinks. I don’t know why, it’s such a sweet, yet zesssty taste.” A third claw. “Annnnd…I actually do ssstill have snake venom, dessspite what some may think.”

#ira sturm #succubus pentious #i’m all ears…(ic) #shot meme #ask meme

[dragonfruitflamb3]

A soft being

aaaaaAAAAAA BABY BABY THE BABYYYYYYYYYYYY oh those understanding eyesss thank you for blessing me with this soft deity of an animal oml if I didn't have autocorrect on none of this would even be comprehensible snfnkdkdk

#KITTIE #BEAUTIFUL BABY #ask #pencil of ashes

[squidwen]

5, 16, 21 and 24 for Basil please!!

(A selection of asks for my most flirtatious OC? This ought to be interesting, and you might be surprised by some of the answers.)

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Basil lounged on his bedroom balcony, pampered by the sunshine. Around him his tail made a plush cocoon that trapped in the heat and made everything seem right with the world.

He would have stayed like that all day had someone not nudged him.

Basil opened an eye and was surprised to see Melanie. "I mussst be having a mirage." His fork tongue tasted the air. "Nope, it's definitely you. What bringsss you to my room, my little Field Mouse? Apologies if you knocked. I couldn't hear anything over how relaxed I was. Oh? You have some questions for me?"

Basil strained himself up. He didn't want to leave the comfort of his sunny spot but he much less wanted to be a bad host. Grinning, he took Melanie's hand and led her into his room.

There was a pit of burgundy pillows instead of a bed, burning incense and a stereo playing twangy mandolin music. “Do you mind if we chat in here? I'm not very responsssive in the sun, reptile and all."

5. What's your favorite thing to do in your free time?

"Depends on the weather,” said Basil, sliding into the pillows. He beckoned Melanie to get comfortable, too. “When it's sssunny, I love to do what you just caught me doing. Absolutely nothing. You'd think that after eighteen years of spa treatments and therapies you'd get bored, but not me. When the sun's out I'm as good as a boiled noodle. It's the warmth that does it. I can’t get enough of it.”

Suddenly, the tip of Basil’s tail wound around Melanie’s ankle. His coils were heavy and soft, like a silken rope and when Melanie jumped Basil didn’t seem to notice. He gazed off into space as the tail wound higher up her leg - to her shin, her knee. The warmth from Melanie’s body heat appealed to Basil’s basic instincts.

"However, when it'sss chilly…” he yawned. “I prefer to practice the flute. I wouldn't say I'm good at it but music just has a hypnotic quality I'm attracted to."

16. Describe your perfect day.

"My perfect day? As in when it comes to the weather, or things I'd like to do? I'll happily anssswer both for you, my dear~. First things first, just a hot day. Not blistering heat, but enough for me to be soothed. As for things that happen to me, my perfect day would be shaken awake by my brother, Torbin." 

Basil folded his hands in his lap and looked off to the left. His little brother always slept to the left of him when they were younger. They would snuggle together for warmth in the colder months, not able to get any closer. It brought a smile to Basil's face.

"Don't get me wrong, I hate being woken up, but I can make a few exceptionsss. Mama would be cooking breakfast, Papa would be squeezing fresh apple juice into our glasses with his tail, and Julie would have my favorite incense burning in the spa. And, if I'm feeling adventurous, I might play my usual tricksss on the neighbourhood jerks. The last boy that graffitied on our spa looked into my eyesss and the next thing he knew he was dangling from a tree by his shoelacesss." He snickered.

21. Describe your ideal partner.

Basil’s eyes thinned into serpentine slits. Melanie was brave, he’d give her that. Walking into a snake’s den and asking such intimate questions? Basil suddenly became aware of where is tail was. He stroked his chin in mock-contemplation as it wound higher and higher. Around her thigh, her hips, her waist. 

“I certainly wassn’t expecting that.” He squeezed her, only for a moment. Melanie’s gasp made him chuckle. “I assssume you’re just asking for a friend, isn’t that right? Well, I think my ideal partner would be... someone who’s full of energy and strong. I weigh probably five times the amount you do, my dear. And who doesn’t want to be princess carried? Plus, I’ve spent my whole life in a spa around people who are very chilled out or stressed. I want someone fun and vibrant. A young naga needs his exercise.”

24. What would you consider your main love language?

Basil slid his tail off of Melanie and pushed himself up onto the rim of the pit. He never once took his eyes off her. How intriguing. “I sssuppose it would have to be giving someone things I know would be convenient. Useful gifts. Nothing big, just things like extra paper in their notebook. Or getting them a new pillow so they can sleep better. I want them to know I that I notice when they struggle and I’m here to help. Speaking of…”

Basil offered his hand to Melanie and lifted her from the pit. He couldn’t help but notice how flushed she was. Probably not used to this heat, and took a fan out of his bedside table, handing it to her with a grin. “I hope that’ll suffice, my little Field Mouse. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some sssunshine to mop up. Ta-ta~”

#twisted wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst #squidwen #twst oc #oc #basil balanaga #twisted wonderland basil balanaga #TWST Basil #twsted princess

[moonlightchn]

♡~𝕳𝖆𝖕𝖕𝖞 𝖁𝖆𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖊'𝖘 𝕯𝖆𝖞~♡

🌓 𝖂𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖜𝖔𝖑𝖋 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖎𝖊

The wolf was truly surprised when his boyfriend told him the day before to pack bags. Brain on overload, thinking what could that possibly mean, he didn't stop to think what it implied. For him and his own gift.

The wolf is stunned, in awe, there's not a lot of things that can make him as happy as time with his boyfriend, or alone time, or a beach. Have them all together? His boyfriend and him spending time at a beach all alone. It's heaven. There's nothing that could top this, as far as he can think of. It's just so good that he once again realizes too late.

He had a whole evening planned at home, chicken on the fridge ready to be cooked, some nice wine, balloons waiting to be displayed. He had seen those silly decorating dates, the ones where couples make cakes together, cupcakes, cookies, and had bought everything to prepare different colors buttercreams! The whole evening, he wanted to make it special and make memories. Core memories. What can Channie be reminded for, if not that– His effort.

But now the sun is going down, the boy is in the water enjoying the last bit of warmth when he realizes, and so he has to think. Put something else together. Even if Jongin wouldn't care, even if he'd rather wait to be back home and follow through with the original plan... Even when they're in bed cuddling, Jongin fast asleep as he lays on the man's chest. He comes up with a plan. Sort of.

He's lucky they'll be staying enough days to manage it all, secretly putting everything together as he can. Vacations mean relaxing, and that means Jongin can finally sleep and recover from his busy schedules. It works perfectly as the wolf sneaks out every time, heading to the city nearby to gather everything he needs. It might not be as elaborated, but the love in it? Can't be faked.

"You need to close your eyesss!" The wolf whines as the other has his wrists on his hands, chuckling as the wolf insists on the older playing along. "Nini pleaseee, I wanna surprise you too!" It's the pout that finally has the older giving in to the request, sighing softly as he turns around and closes his eyes. A giggly Channie guides the man through the beach, not a long stroll but far enough for him to realize all light has been left behind. There's a soft hum as he's let go, boy mumbling to stay put as the sound of the lighter sounds over the waves.

"Surprise!" Channie smiles as he points at the small picnic set up. There's cheap champagne ready to be served, the glasses he managed to find waiting neatly next to the closed plastic containers, and he picks one up. "I made us, uh, it's just pasta 'cause... Well, we don't have a lot of stuff in the place! But it has– See, I got homemade spaghetti at the citys small store, so it's got cream sauce, and I mixed it with pink salmon and shrimp... Mmm... Oh! And fresh tomatoes!" He nods, more to himself than his boyfriend as he opens the container, the hot pasta filling up the air with its smell and making their stomachs grumble.

It's not what he had planned, and he admits so. He would've loved to make the pasta himself, get the best tomatoes, or even be able to use his special ingredients at home– but he hopes this is enough. "I hope you like it, and remember it! I wanted Valentine's to be special for you too... Because I love you, and want you to remember it every day."

@clubwnderland Jongin 🧡

#Channie Valentine's #Channie speaks #Channie: Only the moon knows how often I repeat your name while you're away #channies life

[cometcaper]

I thought I'd share my playlist for the anniversary of the boathouse kiss. :)

Song translations, MANY thoughts, and timeline under the break.

Noise warning for song 19, Hinahanap-Hanap Kita. 4:23 to the end. Loud high pitched beeps.

YouTube music version to be made soon.

Translations for foreign songs:

Ewan [Dunno] — Apo Hiking Society — Filipino/Tagalog

Amour plastique [Plastic love] — Videoclub — French

Panalangin [Prayer] — Apo Hiking Society/Moonstar88 — Filipino/Tagalog

Hinahanap-Hanap Kita [I'm Looking For You] — Rivermaya — Filipino/Tagalog

This is a collaborative playlist made with my friend.

Thought Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy would be a good starter song. Something about the music. Represents a good start of Alec persuing Maurice, like, hey, I can be yours... Whatcha doin'?

I added Puppy Princess because of the chorus but I know some people don't like that song so... You can skip if you'd like. KISS MEEEEE KIISS ME WITH YIIR EYESSS CLOSED . ALL I WANT IS YOU YEAH YOU. TELL ME I'M NOT FUNNY TELL ME I'M LEGIIIIT

Ewan. OH MY GOD this song is so them. Alec cares for Maurice, and doesn't like not being taken seriously or being treated badly and brushed off.

"I don't know why you're like that, you're difficult to talk to and you're a snob" COME ON IS THAT NOT THEM — Just a smile from you, and I'll be in heaven. Please give me a response, anything but "No idea"... What a perfect representation of Alec's continuous persuit of Maurice, always talking, always trying...

I could go on with every lyric.

Edit: I just realised this song fits so well for Alec's letters and meeting at the museum. Must resist the urge to add the same exact track twice.

So about Touch Me... Some of the lyrics apply better in other versions. Spotify just has this version tho. Touch me, just like that.

All I've Ever Known. Maurice discovered so much that night about touch and sharing and being with someone. He wants to be with Alec. "All I've ever known is how to hold my own, but now I want to hold you too. [Hold you close, I don't wanna ever have to let you go. Hold you tight, I don't wanna to back to the lonely life.]" Alec opened up his eyes and he'll never be the same.

Can't Help Falling in Love With You. 'Did you ever dream you'd a friend, Alec? ... Someone to last your whole life...' 'Alec, you're a dear fellow and we've been very happy.'

I'd Like To Walk Around In Your Mind was added from Maurice's perspective. Perhaps it fits Alec too...

I think Love At First Sight has the double meaning of the literal title, as well as "wouldn't you like to kiss her" perhaps being... Something Maurice would hear.

I Don't Dance. Based on this post/edit. Please watch this video oh my God.

Pink in the Night. Alec yearns for Maurice in the boathouse. He hasn't come. He hears his heart breaking tonight.

Every lyric is perhaps pulled straight from Alec's brain, to be honest. I remember seeing a post with this song in other contexts with them too. So yes, a few meanings.

Amour plastique. Alec reminiscences on the night in the Russet room. Why hasn't he come?

In my mind, everything goes wild. I lose myself in your eyes. I drown myself in the vagueness of your loving gaze.

And at night I cry tears that stream down my cheeks. I think of you only when the days ends, only when my sad demons descend upon my mind, into the bottomless abyss.

Waiting in the boathouse at night, when the day ends.

I ring out in kisses all down your chest. Lost in the avalanche of my heart astray. Who are you? Where are you?

The moments of then repeat in his mind. Where is Maurice?

I suppose Hopelessly Devoted To You and I'm A Fool To Want You are self explanatory. Maurice should really come... Alec really toughed it out, 2 days he spent in the boathouse, really wanted to see Maurice, really knew they had something, and doesn't want to be treated like a dog. Generally, his 1st letter.

Moon Song. My friend said they added it as a general love song. — Why do you treat me like this? Why didn't you come to the boathouse? — Alec's 2nd letter as a whole. Plus bits of 1st.

And you pushed me in, and now my feet can't touch the bottom of you. ... So I will wait for the next time you want me, like a dog with a bird at your door.

Ewan would fit here tbh.

Panalangin. My only prayer in this lifetime: to be beside you, to be together with you, that's my prayer.

"I since cricket match do long to ... place both arms round you and share with you, the above now seems sweeter than words can say."

And this heart won't allow if you will be away from me, my love, please listen.

It also fits the end of museum.

I Want You. Maurice, can you come to the boathouse already? Alec has no power to teleport you there. I hold one card that I can't use.

I found you. I found the door, but when I stepped through, there was no floor. He found Maurice, bit he's not being here for Alec.

You're coming back And it's the end of the world We're starting over And I love you, darling And I am done, dear

Alec wishes this would happen. Also, he does come back later and they love again over, and "it is finished".

Credit for suggesting the next two songs goes to @beatle-capaldi!!! He also wrote was in quotations!

English Summer Rain

The Most Radical Thing To Do

Hinahanap-Hanap Kita. 1st letter, he's looking for Maurice. Thinking about them together.

In my thoughts and dreams, in every turn of destiny, I look for you. Also applies to that hotel/post-hotel feeling. I look for you, even if I try to forget you, saying goodbye, looking back...

Wildest Dreams. They think a lot of each other. They share once more. But they must say goodbye. Alec saw this coming. Maurice hopes that Alec will remember him like this.

I Hear a Symphony. Alec truly opened up Maurice's eyes. Maurice was meant to be with him. He helped Maurice, changed his life. But now Alec is leaving on ship... Or is he? The symphony leads into...

An orchestral sountrack. The Boathouse. Unfortunately the Maurice soundtrack is not on spotify. It's on my personal YouTube music version. I added it because it just captures the boathouse the only way the sountrack itself can.

The Word of Your Body (Reprise). MLM people have moment of romantic tension, which culminates in confessions of love. Just had to add it. "Haven't you heard the word of your body?" perfectly describes Alec gifting and showing Maurice the wonder of truest physical affection and love. He lets Maurice be okay with himself, and again, changes everything. Every lyric is perfect.

Also, sorry JBW, I like other versions more... Too bad Spotify is mean.

I See The Light. Yeah. Every lyric. Maurice is Rapunzel. Movie Blond too. Both the morning at Russet room and the museum. And the world has somehow shifted. All at once everything is different, now that I see you. "By now they were in love with each other consciously."...

Suddenly Seymour. Suddenly see more, yeah? Clive = ass and someone gives him affection for once, wow! Sidenote, I want to sing this with them and their accents... Suddenly SCUDDER...

Helpless. Musical theatre songs seem to be good retellings of their love story. It's why they belong in post boathouse. Summaries and retellings. They're also good at conveying love they'd feel for each other in general, all times ever. Like loving men, retelling a story.

I'll Cover You. Cute love song feat. gays. I like to imagine them dancing around, declaring their love and devotion for each other. Walking and dancing around like in the original scene, sometime post canon. In my own imagination, I thought of Alec as Angel and Maurice (Christopher) as Collins.

Video Games. They must love spending time together. I thought this to be Maurice POV. Only worth living if somebody is loving you I mean, come on.

It's you, it's you, it's all for you. Everything I do. I tell you all the time, heaven is a place on Earth with you.

Un sospiro. I headcanon that Maurice picks up the piano and plays for Alec. Perhaps he picked it up bc of/after Clive, but now can play it for someone who gives a shit.

Something about the melody reminds me of them. And then it gets more intense... A bit like the passions of love, showing up in sharing and touch and more, too.

Liebestraum. I mean, it means love dream/dream of love. I just had to. Also I just like Liszt.

Take Me Up With You, Dearie. This song is just so sweet... So soft... Edwardian to boot... I love how quintessentially 1909 it is. Discovered it in a YT video. The thought of them getting married makes me cry. This song in general makes me want to cry, it's so romantic, tender, and exudes my favourite era...

Let us float, float, float through the clouds, and just have a lot of fun. We'll go up, up, up as two and then come down as one.

Put Your Head on My Shoulder. We Belong Together. I always imagine Maurice and Alec slowdancing to songs that come on the radio together, when the 1950s hits... Alec probably rests his head on his shoulder as this plays and they dance...

I'm using a lot of ellipses, am I secretly Rupert Graves?

Welcome to the 70s and 80s. They love dancing together and being with each other. Now, Panalangin can be a happy song. My only prayer for this lifetime ... To be together with you. And this heart won't allow if you will be away from me.

Just the Two of Us. What a nice, vibey song. Great title, great scenario of them dancing to this...

Tiny Dancer. Your Song. MLM people in the 70s + Radio, being happy and in love with each other. — I just thought I should add some Elton. A different friend, and I, like him. Maurice sings to Alec, "And you can tell everybody this is your song." That I put down in words how wonderful life is with you in the world.

Electric Love. Fun fact: this song got me to share the playlist. Got me thinking about them and their anniversary again. The funky busy instrumental describes well their passionate love. The highs of electric LOOOOOOVE describe the intensity of them.

Alt text continued: themselves together under and the love. And the love. The song has its own tension and it perfectly pictures their own tension. So yeah, this is THEIR song quite literally.

Sorry if my music taste is perhaps basic. I just made it for when I hear songs that are Them.

Falling for Ya. Alec falls for Maurice. "I saw you when you first drove up, Mr Hall..." Something about Maurice, right? Plus really nice vintage vibes with the music. The bit about Into your arms and it's a secure sure sounds like Maurice. Awh, they're falling for *each other*...

Rainbow Connections. Gay and bi people. Marriage. Everything that Maurice and Alec went through to get here, where they were meant to be. Clive. Working for Clive. Leading up to now.

All the things that had to go right, all the things that had to go wrong, that lead us to the place where we were going all along.

On the YT version there's a soft/jazzy cover of Panalangin here. Because they're old and spending time together and being happy. What a throwback, a defined meaning in their lives over time.

Still Into You. After all these decades... Old and grown, together... True soulmates... Two men can defy the world... Maurice and Alec still roam the greenwood. Imagine Maurice meeting Alec's mom in this context. If only.

Postmodern Jukebox cover, because they are a quintessentially 20th century couple. They exude vintage.

Some piano playing for Alec. Soft, tender, romantic, emotional, true. Feels like nighttime. Feels like Maurice and Alec. And a throwback to the pre 1914 world as well. Claire de Lune feels like... A credits of life piece. Time spent in the early 1980s. Nocturne feels like that too, but more romantic. Smidge less nighttime. Ah yes, Gymnopédies. The truest credits feel of them all. None of these actually are credits for Maurice and Alec, but I struggle to find the word for this feeling. But yeah. These all have Them vibes to me. Piano of the time just does I suppose. Glad to be reminded of them at any time.

What a long playlist. Like going through almost their whole lives together. 1:52 hrs. Almost like a movie. Imagine that. A full movie of THEIR lives... But leaving to the imagination was a good thing. Led to this such action. Thank you E.M. Forster.

Timeline:

1. Pendersleigh

4. & 5. Russet Room. Night, then Morning

9. Cricket

10. Boathouse Nights

18. The Museum

20. The Hotel

21. After

23. The Boathouse

24. They Still Roam the Greenwood

I just like to imagine them dancing to songs on the radio, for decades to come...

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